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fluent in a variety of languages.”
    â€œGood God, man. You mean that boy —what’s his name?—um…Jason Steed? He’s barley twelve and just got out of the hospital,” John snorted.
    â€œHe’s the best there is, mate. Plus, no one will suspect him. He’ll get the information we need. I stake my reputation on it,” George affirmed before he turned off the projector.
    â€œI hope you’re right, George. We have a lot riding on this,” Caldwell said.
    George was confident in Jason. He could think of no one else he would trust to go undercover…and survive.

Chapter 4
    The fourth day, Jason had still not managed to get Andrew to speak to him. Jason was given mopping duty, and he spent three hours a day mopping corridors and three hours in school.
    Every other day, depending on what block they were on, the boys had to shower. Today in Block B, where Jason and Andrew shared a cell, was shower day. As they walked down to the shower block with a towel around their waists, Jason noticed some of the other boys talking and looking back at him. At first he ignored it, but as they approached the shower blocks, it became more obvious to him that something was going to happen.
    The shower contained twelve showerheads fixed to a wall, another wall keeping back the water. This also hid users from the view of any passing guards—not that they had ever come into the shower block. It was like a thinly tiled hallway with one entry. The rest of the block was filled with sinks and toilets. Jason went to the far end and started to take a shower. He wanted to keep his back to the end wall so he could see what was going to happen. He knew it was a bad idea to position himself in a dead end, but he was confident in his ability to protect himself.
    Andrew entered and took a shower in the center. As Andrew washed his hair, he closed his eyes. The rest of the boys all left the shower area, which left just Jason and Andrew showering. Jason turned the shower to cold; he wanted to keep his body as awake as he could.
    Three boys entered the shower; they had their towels in their hands. At the ends, the towels were tied into a pouch with small rocks inside. It made a brutal weapon when swung with force. Watson had one. The other two boys Jason had seen around but could not name them. Another two boys stood at the entrance of the shower. As they twisted the towels, Jason climbed to the balls of his feet. He thought he was going to be attacked by the boys and Andrew, but as they approached, he noticed they were not watching him. Then one put his finger up to his lips and gestured for Jason to remain silent.
    It’s not me. It’s Andrew they’re after , Jason thought to himself.
    As they approached, Watson raised his towel and swung it at Andrew, catching him by surprise in the face. He fell back heavily against the tiled wall. The other two also swung at him, but he soon jumped to his feet to defend himself. He was fast and threw out a kick, catching one of the boys in the throat and knocking him to the shower floor. Two other boys entered and jumped Andrew. He was soon overpowered. Two held him with his arms behind his back. Watson approached and swung his towel at Andrew and caught him in his groin. Andrew screamed in pain, and his legs buckled. He was being held up by the arms and blood trickled from his mouth.
    â€œWhat was it you called me, Cho? Pathetic embarrassment? Who’s pathetic now?” Watson shouted. He spat in Andrew’s face. “So you think you’re ‘Mr. Big’? You aren’t so big now, are ya?” He lifted his weighted towel once more to take a swing.
    â€œLeave him alone,” Jason ordered, walking toward them.
    â€œLook, it’s Cho’s pretty blond boyfriend. I have something else in mind for you, shrimp,” Watson snarled, winking.
    Jason ran and jumped. He kicked out at Watson, the heel of his right foot connecting with